CHAPTER 2: The Girl
Draco woke up in the morning feeling still a bit tired. He didn't have any dreams except one. He dreamt he saw a girl, he didn't know her. But she was someone he'd never seen before in his life. She had very long black hair; she was at least a little shorter than Draco was. She had pale skin and really beautiful dark blue eyes, so dark they almost looked black. She had been standing next to a black cat with blood red eyes. She also had a black owl that was perched on her shoulder and a small fuzzy animal in her left hand.
When he had finally shaken the image out of his mind, he remembered he had to go to Diagon Alley today. He got out of bed, changed into some baggy green pants and a sky blue button down shirt, and went downstairs to get some breakfast. There were only three things different about him this year; he was slightly muscular, taller and he gave up on gelling his hair back.
"Morning Draco. Sleep well?" asked Narcissa.
"If you say so.. Sure." he sat down to eat his toast.
When he finally finished, he went upstairs to get his letter from Hogwarts. He went back downstairs and told his mother he was ready to go. "All right. Just a second, let me get my purse." she walked to the other room and got it.
"Okay, we haven't any more Floo Powder. We're going to have to go by bus."
"Err.. Okay." said Draco.
He hated the bus; the Muggles were very strange. The women kept staring at Draco as if he was a criminal and was going to steal either they're children or their bags. There was also a man, who kept asking Draco if he's seen a UFO, whatever that was.
When they reached their stop, they got out and walked to the Leaky Cauldron. Narcissa let him get a Butterbeer before they went into Diagon Alley.
"All right, let's go to Gringott's first, then I'll leave you to do your shopping. If you need to find me, I'll be in Knockturn Alley."
"'Kay." was all he said. He was busy staring at a very familiar girl; he just didn't know how he knew her.
"Draco?" Narcissa called.
"Huh? Oh, yeah I'm coming," said Draco.
They walked into Gringott's and told one of the goblins that worked there, "Volt three hundred-nine please." said Narcissa.
"Sherwood! Help these people, volt three hundred-nine." as soon as the goblin had yelled, a smaller one came out and led Draco and Narcissa out to the little cart that would lead them both to the volts.
It took them about half an hour when they finally returned. When they came out of the building, Draco and Narcissa headed out in separate directions.
When he had entered Flourish and Blotts to get his course books, Draco saw the same girl standing at the counter. Her waist long silky black hair swaying from side to side when she talked and pointed to the books on her list. The owner of the store looked up and saw Draco. He was a short chubby man with graying hair.
"Ah, Mr. Malfoy. I'll be right with you; I just have to get Miss. Haliwell her books. Please take a look around." Draco nodded and went to look at some books on the shelves. But what he was really looking at was the girl. It was about five minutes past when the owner told Draco it was his turn. He walked up to the counter.
"I need all of the fifth year books. And Moste Potente Potions, my mother needs it." said Drake. He handed the man his list of course books and a signed note from his mother saying that he had permission to buy Moste Potent Potions. Since it was a book not meant for amateurs in potion making.
The man went and got the books and when he came back he said, "All right then, here you go. All fifth yearbooks including Most Potent Potions. That will be.let's see.twenty Galleons and seventeen Knuts."
Draco handed him the money, grabbed his books and headed out the door to Madame Malkin's Robes for all Occasions. When he stepped into the shop, there was already someone getting fitted, so Madame Malkin told Draco to wait. He sat down and waited until it was his turn. When it finally was, he stepped up on the stool while the enchanted scissors and measuring tape flew around him and did their job. When they were done, he hopped down from the stool, picked up his bag of heavy course books, paid and headed out the door.
Since he was beginning to get hungry, and he didn't have enough money to buy a Firebolt five thousand, he decided to treat himself to some ice crème with his left over money. While he was eating, the three people he least wanted to see right now walked up to the ice crème shop he was sitting at. "Oh look, if isn't Pothead, Weasel and their little Mudblood friend?" Draco said out loud.
"Get stuffed Malfoy!" Harry Potter insisted.
"Why should I shut it? Admit it Potter, it is the truth." said Draco, smirking at them.
"Let me at him!" Ron Weasley yelled, trying to reach Draco's face so he could punch it.
"No, Ron! There's no point in fighting over some lame comeback!" Hermione Granger yelled while trying to help Harry keep Ron back at the same time.
When Ron finally settled down, Hermione said to the lot of them, "I hope you know that this is the smartest way for me to deal with this, I hope you like mint on your shirt as much as you do eating it." And with that she grabbed Draco's ice crème cone and smeared it all over his shirt, leaving a big green stain on his clean shirt.
Draco stood up.
"Oh you dirty Mudblood, what did you do that for?" he yelled.
"You know perfectly well why. First you insult my friends and me, then you expect me to be nice! Well ha ha, very funny." said Hermione sarcastically.
"You'll pay for that Mudblood! You and your good for nothing friends!" he yelled after her, Harry and Ron as they walked away from him laughing.
Draco whipped out his wand and got rid of his stain. Even though he could just get rid of the stain that fast, he still needed to get back at her. He hated them because they were from Gryffindor and Harry had picked Ron over him to be his friend their first year. Draco was in Slytherin. There were four houses at Hogwarts: Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw. Even though he hated Hermione, he couldn't help thinking how different she looked this year. She was wearing a black long-sleeved shirt that had safety pins above the chest, all the way across. The shirt had black fishnet sleeves and she was wearing black fishnet stockings, a short black skirt with ridges and black combat boots. Her hair was also straight and she was wearing makeup. She looked quite pretty, but he still hated her.
After Draco had stopped wandering around and had fished his mother out from Knockturn Alley, they both went back to the Leaky Cauldron. He saw his Aunt Sara, Uncle Nick and Rachel there. They all talked for a while, until it was time for Draco and Rachel to get to bed. They had to go to Platform nine and three quarters, at Kings Cross train station tomorrow to get to Hogwarts.
Draco woke up in the morning feeling still a bit tired. He didn't have any dreams except one. He dreamt he saw a girl, he didn't know her. But she was someone he'd never seen before in his life. She had very long black hair; she was at least a little shorter than Draco was. She had pale skin and really beautiful dark blue eyes, so dark they almost looked black. She had been standing next to a black cat with blood red eyes. She also had a black owl that was perched on her shoulder and a small fuzzy animal in her left hand.
When he had finally shaken the image out of his mind, he remembered he had to go to Diagon Alley today. He got out of bed, changed into some baggy green pants and a sky blue button down shirt, and went downstairs to get some breakfast. There were only three things different about him this year; he was slightly muscular, taller and he gave up on gelling his hair back.
"Morning Draco. Sleep well?" asked Narcissa.
"If you say so.. Sure." he sat down to eat his toast.
When he finally finished, he went upstairs to get his letter from Hogwarts. He went back downstairs and told his mother he was ready to go. "All right. Just a second, let me get my purse." she walked to the other room and got it.
"Okay, we haven't any more Floo Powder. We're going to have to go by bus."
"Err.. Okay." said Draco.
He hated the bus; the Muggles were very strange. The women kept staring at Draco as if he was a criminal and was going to steal either they're children or their bags. There was also a man, who kept asking Draco if he's seen a UFO, whatever that was.
When they reached their stop, they got out and walked to the Leaky Cauldron. Narcissa let him get a Butterbeer before they went into Diagon Alley.
"All right, let's go to Gringott's first, then I'll leave you to do your shopping. If you need to find me, I'll be in Knockturn Alley."
"'Kay." was all he said. He was busy staring at a very familiar girl; he just didn't know how he knew her.
"Draco?" Narcissa called.
"Huh? Oh, yeah I'm coming," said Draco.
They walked into Gringott's and told one of the goblins that worked there, "Volt three hundred-nine please." said Narcissa.
"Sherwood! Help these people, volt three hundred-nine." as soon as the goblin had yelled, a smaller one came out and led Draco and Narcissa out to the little cart that would lead them both to the volts.
It took them about half an hour when they finally returned. When they came out of the building, Draco and Narcissa headed out in separate directions.
When he had entered Flourish and Blotts to get his course books, Draco saw the same girl standing at the counter. Her waist long silky black hair swaying from side to side when she talked and pointed to the books on her list. The owner of the store looked up and saw Draco. He was a short chubby man with graying hair.
"Ah, Mr. Malfoy. I'll be right with you; I just have to get Miss. Haliwell her books. Please take a look around." Draco nodded and went to look at some books on the shelves. But what he was really looking at was the girl. It was about five minutes past when the owner told Draco it was his turn. He walked up to the counter.
"I need all of the fifth year books. And Moste Potente Potions, my mother needs it." said Drake. He handed the man his list of course books and a signed note from his mother saying that he had permission to buy Moste Potent Potions. Since it was a book not meant for amateurs in potion making.
The man went and got the books and when he came back he said, "All right then, here you go. All fifth yearbooks including Most Potent Potions. That will be.let's see.twenty Galleons and seventeen Knuts."
Draco handed him the money, grabbed his books and headed out the door to Madame Malkin's Robes for all Occasions. When he stepped into the shop, there was already someone getting fitted, so Madame Malkin told Draco to wait. He sat down and waited until it was his turn. When it finally was, he stepped up on the stool while the enchanted scissors and measuring tape flew around him and did their job. When they were done, he hopped down from the stool, picked up his bag of heavy course books, paid and headed out the door.
Since he was beginning to get hungry, and he didn't have enough money to buy a Firebolt five thousand, he decided to treat himself to some ice crème with his left over money. While he was eating, the three people he least wanted to see right now walked up to the ice crème shop he was sitting at. "Oh look, if isn't Pothead, Weasel and their little Mudblood friend?" Draco said out loud.
"Get stuffed Malfoy!" Harry Potter insisted.
"Why should I shut it? Admit it Potter, it is the truth." said Draco, smirking at them.
"Let me at him!" Ron Weasley yelled, trying to reach Draco's face so he could punch it.
"No, Ron! There's no point in fighting over some lame comeback!" Hermione Granger yelled while trying to help Harry keep Ron back at the same time.
When Ron finally settled down, Hermione said to the lot of them, "I hope you know that this is the smartest way for me to deal with this, I hope you like mint on your shirt as much as you do eating it." And with that she grabbed Draco's ice crème cone and smeared it all over his shirt, leaving a big green stain on his clean shirt.
Draco stood up.
"Oh you dirty Mudblood, what did you do that for?" he yelled.
"You know perfectly well why. First you insult my friends and me, then you expect me to be nice! Well ha ha, very funny." said Hermione sarcastically.
"You'll pay for that Mudblood! You and your good for nothing friends!" he yelled after her, Harry and Ron as they walked away from him laughing.
Draco whipped out his wand and got rid of his stain. Even though he could just get rid of the stain that fast, he still needed to get back at her. He hated them because they were from Gryffindor and Harry had picked Ron over him to be his friend their first year. Draco was in Slytherin. There were four houses at Hogwarts: Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw. Even though he hated Hermione, he couldn't help thinking how different she looked this year. She was wearing a black long-sleeved shirt that had safety pins above the chest, all the way across. The shirt had black fishnet sleeves and she was wearing black fishnet stockings, a short black skirt with ridges and black combat boots. Her hair was also straight and she was wearing makeup. She looked quite pretty, but he still hated her.
After Draco had stopped wandering around and had fished his mother out from Knockturn Alley, they both went back to the Leaky Cauldron. He saw his Aunt Sara, Uncle Nick and Rachel there. They all talked for a while, until it was time for Draco and Rachel to get to bed. They had to go to Platform nine and three quarters, at Kings Cross train station tomorrow to get to Hogwarts.